Those of you who read Pat's blog will know that the preparations for his work trip to New York haven't been exactly trouble-free.
I do know that he wouldn't wish me ill but I do think he was rather upset by the fact I didn't have TB. It would have been the perfect excuse not to travel - 'I might have it too'. (And what thanks that would have been for buying me dinner!).
I helped out by countersigning his passport application and even offered to lend him my bright pink suitcase.
It would seem he had one last favour to ask of me. Make sure he was up this morning bright and early to catch the plane. I'd only have been too happy to oblige had he not sent the message to my work email address at the weekend. I read it approximately three hours too late.
I can only assume that he made it of his own accord or is holed up in his flat for the week.